Dear 2020,
I want to die. This time I really mean it. I really do. Tears stream down my face.
   But...
I can't really think of anything to stop myself.
   What if you see Machaela? What if you hold hands? Hug?
At this rate, I'll never get out of here. I just want to die and starve. I'm so fat.
   Maybe...
What else can I conjure up to hide my feelings?
  But what if I am happy in the future!
What if I'm not?